A circuit that caters for all,
Wrapped in; ready for a banquet!
10 gallons of time served,
smiles at your persistent foolishness!
Pursue to acquire,
for their appreciation!
Lord please take me to a safe refuge!
The devil is now here seen,
in our long lost ghetto!
Every puppet is glue,
to those with the loot!
Rip bones from mind peace,
to make me part that’s faulty!
All sel-fish-ness!
We all fish, dead halfway the torrent!
The world is too much with us!
A ripple of decision to fight severe verdict!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hypocrisy is the true face of pomp and glamour... a poem outspoken...rebellious...good work Gloria...the fish allegory is really 'catch'ing...10